O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole!
To Mary Queen the praise read more

O sleep! it is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole!
To Mary Queen the praise be given!
She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven
That slid into my soul.

Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is read more

Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me.

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished read more

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.

How happy he whose toil
Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd
A pleasing lassitude; he not read more

How happy he whose toil
Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd
A pleasing lassitude; he not in vain
Invokes the gentle Deity of dreams.
His pow'rs the most voluptuously dissolve
In soft repose; on him the balmy dews
Of Sleep with double nutriment descend.

I wasn’t really asleep I was just meditating on unconsciousness.

I wasn’t really asleep I was just meditating on unconsciousness.

Sleep is like the unicorn - it is rumored to exist, but I doubt I will see any

Sleep is like the unicorn - it is rumored to exist, but I doubt I will see any

How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
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How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
Pleasures to make room for more--
Sleeping near the withered nosegay which he pulled the day
before.

Of all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward unto souls afar,
Along the Psalmist's music read more

Of all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward unto souls afar,
Along the Psalmist's music deep,
Now tell me if that any is.
For gift or grace, surpassing this--
"He giveth His beloved sleep."

Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air read more

Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.